She tried her best to please Ink Porch, but in the end, she didn't even get a single glance from Ink Porch. However, Jiujiu didn't have to do anything, but she was able to get Ink Porch's favor. What she had been longing for was easily obtained by others. Nothing could make Sindra angrier than this.
If he was persuaded by Little Mo to kill Jiujiu in order to give himself a chance, then at this moment, he really wanted to kill Jiujiu so that he could balance his heart.
Jiujiu and Ink Porch knew nothing about Sindra's killing intent. The two of them were still happily eating, drinking, and playing. At the same time, they also wanted to see if they could collect something that could satisfy them.
Of course, these things didn't only refer to treasures. There were also some more fun or beautiful things.
Because Long Xuanyuan had killed Ink Porch, the injuries on his body had not healed. His originally handsome face was really green and purple, and it was a terrible sight to behold.
Even though the two of them had been shopping for half a month, the scars on their faces were still very glaring. Every time Jiujiu saw Ink Porch's face full of injuries, she especially wanted to laugh.
Although Ink Porch was beaten very badly by Long Xuanyuan, Jiujiu didn't treat him better just because Ink Porch was beaten very badly. Instead, she tormented Ink Porch as before.
However, what made Jiujiu puzzled was that Ink Porch was like a white bun, as if he didn't have a temper at all. No matter what she asked him to do, he would do it with a smile. Even when he was clearly bullied by her, he still smiled at her, giving Jiujiu a feeling of punching cotton.
Soon, the two of them arrived at a remote small country.
Because it was relatively remote, the national strength of this country was notoriously weak. Basically, any country could invade its existence.
Because of this, the citizens of this country looked as if they did not know if there would be a tomorrow after today. Even King City was the same.
Jiujiu looked at the peddler's face that said, "Buy it if you want, get lost if you don't want to." She pursed her lips and casually threw a silver coin to him. Then, she turned around and walked forward.
The price of the silver coins that Jiujiu threw down was greater than the price of the things she bought. If it were in another country, the peddler would definitely say a few pleasing words with a smile on his face. However, the peddler in this country did not even lift his eyelids. He directly threw the silver coins into the drawer and continued to stand in front of the stall lifelessly.
Jiujiu walked all the way to the Imperial Palace. Looking at the extremely crude Imperial Palace, Jiujiu frowned, greatly disappointed.
The palace was already in such a dilapidated state, what decent gifts could there be inside?
At the thought of this, Jiujiu let out a long sigh. She turned around and looked at the Ink Porch who had been following behind her. She said, "Why don't we go back? I don't think there's anything good here."
In the past, the Ink Porch still had some thoughts about treasures. However, after Jiujiu, the Ink Porch only had eyes for Jiujiu. Even if they wanted to collect treasures, it was based on pleasing Jiujiu.
Therefore, when they heard Jiujiu say to go back, they immediately turned around and prepared to leave with Jiujiu.
However, before the two of them could turn around, they were surrounded by people who appeared out of nowhere. The surging tide of people pushed them forward until they reached the city walls.
Jiujiu subconsciously turned her head to look for the Ink Porch. Only then did she see the Ink Porch 50 meters to her left.
Seeing Jiujiu, the Ink Porch heaved a sigh of relief and squeezed towards Jiujiu with great difficulty.
When the Ink Porch walked towards Jiujiu, the originally noisy crowd instantly quieted down. Then, Jiujiu heard a coquettish voice. "Today, whoever catches my embroidered ball will be my husband."
As soon as the woman finished speaking, the crowd began to cheer. Jiujiu even heard some men crying excitedly.
Jiujiu was speechless.
She looked up at the city walls. Because of the sunlight, Jiujiu could only vaguely see a slender woman's figure.
Jiujiu narrowed her eyes. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that this woman was familiar. The aura on her body seemed to have been seen somewhere before.
However, before Jiujiu could think of where she had seen this woman before, an embroidered ball fell from the sky. The people below instantly rushed in the direction of the embroidered ball like crazy, desperately trying to snatch it.
The Ink Porch, who was originally walking towards Jiujiu, was forced to stop, and Jiujiu was forced to move with the crowd. After a while, Jiujiu and the Ink Porch lost each other's position.
Originally, the Ink Porch could find Jiujiu's location based on the smell on Jiujiu's body. However, Long Xuanyuan was angry that he did not wait for a thousand years to hook up with Jiujiu in advance. Moreover, he used the same method that he used to hook up with Long Qianqiu back then. He was so angry that he blocked the connection between him and Jiujiu.
The Ink Porch was really black.
At this moment, the embroidered ball fell from the sky. The Ink Porch raised his hand and was about to slap the embroidered ball away. However, he did not expect that with a click, the embroidered ball passed through the Ink Porch's hand and directly hung on the Ink Porch's wrist.
The Ink Porch, "…"
The onlookers, "…"
The princess who threw the embroidered ball, "…"
Jiujiu, "…"
F * ck, what kind of operation was this?
The Ink Porch only had Jiujiu in his heart. Naturally, it was impossible for him to be the princess's husband. Naturally, he took the embroidered ball from his arm without thinking, raised his hand, and walked out, preparing to look for Jiujiu.
However, the soldiers who had been waiting for a long time under the city wall quickly surrounded him. They stood in front of Mo Xiao with a smile on their faces and said, "Congratulations to this mister for 'catching' our princess's embroidered ball."
At this point, the soldier subconsciously paused.
This was because the Ink Porch's face at this moment was really a little unsightly.
Although the outline of his face could still be seen, the color was really a little strange. They did not know if it was a birthmark or if he had been beaten to this extent.
If he had been beaten to this extent, it would be fine. However, if he was born with it, then it would be really terrible.
However, although he was a little reluctant to let the Ink Porch become the princess's husband, because the embroidered ball was already in the hands of the Ink Porch, the soldier could only do as he said, "Mister, this way please."
Jiujiu, who was originally shocked, saw the soldier pause because of the mark on the Ink Porch's face and instantly laughed out loud.
Oh my god, it really was her.
The soldier was already like this. She did not know if the princess would want to chop off the hand that had thrown the embroidered ball after seeing the Ink Porch's appearance. Or perhaps, she would directly throw the Ink Porch out of the palace.
Just as Jiujiu tiptoed to look around to see the reaction of the Ink Porch, she suddenly smelled a very strange smell. Then, she completely fainted on the ground.
At this moment, the Ink Porch threw the embroidered ball on the ground and walked out with a murderous look on his face.
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